Who am I!??
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Posted:May 6, 2011 7:45 pm
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2012 9:44 pm
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I don't know if this happens to anyone else but sometimes I really get confused between all the different accounts and user names I have for various websites I go to.the different email services I use I find I am often typing in the wrong user name or password or both when trying to log in somewhere.
I had a perplexing moment the other day when I was trying to log in to get my email. I actually had a complete mind freeze and stared down at my keyboard in frustration. "Who the #$*! am I?" ... "oh yeah." (my key board can be quite helpful sometimes).
Also, some web sites require you to use the email address you signed up with as a sign in name. This catches me out a lot because I will generally type in the password for my email when trying to log in. Sometimes I worry that these other web site now have the password to my email as well! I don't think it works like that though. (I hope).
I don't like storing log in information on my computer as I think this poses a security risk. Also, I could use the same username/password combination for everything, I guess. That's no fun though! Also it can be a security risk as well because if someone happened to get one password, they would get the whole shebang.
Anyway, I'm sure I'm not the only one that this happens to. Right? Huh? Right!?
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Totally Random
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Posted:Apr 29, 2011 7:21 pm
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2011 12:30 am
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So today for dinner I was enjoying something that was not particularly healthy, but just so tasty, and I had a strange thought.
I thought to myself: "what if I could go back in time? What would I tell my past self if I went back and had a visit with then me?"
I was actually trying to figure out a way to put a positive spin on what I have done with my life in the last 15 - 20 years in order to paint a better picture for then me. Quite honestly I don't think then me would be very impressed with current me.
Next my thought process moved on to how this surmise of mine should be a pretty powerful self-motivational tool I could use to kick myself in the butt and get on to doing something with my life. Yeah!
Then I shrugged and went back to eating my deep fried potatoes.
Sorry, then me.
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Warning about posting pics taken with your cell phone
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Posted:Mar 11, 2011 8:17 pm
Last Updated:Dec 7, 2011 4:19 pm
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I'm sure this is old news to a lot of people but I thought I'd post a blog about it anyway.
I actually saw this issue reported on the news about a month ago, but I didn't think much about it at the time. Then I went to post an updated photo of myself here and I suddenly thought about it again.
http://Senior Sizzle.com+phone+photos+reveal+location+hacker+warns/4361289/story.html
Not sure if that link will work. You can probably find news about this anywhere on the interwebs though.
In case the link did not work the gist of it is this: There is a chance that if you take a photo of yourself with a cell phone, or smart phone, and post it on line, anyone with the technical know-how can gain information about where exactly that photo was taken to pin-point accuracy.
I'm kind of paranoid sometimes so one of the first things I did when I got my last cell phone was to turn the GPS feature off on it.
Anyway, just thought I would spread the (possibly old) word.
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acute fatal embarrassment
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Posted:Mar 8, 2011 9:22 pm
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2011 8:52 pm
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So I'm driving along the other day with a girl that I really like. She is very intelligent and that is part of what I find very attractive about her.
Anyway, as we are driving along we started talking about some of the features of the land in the area. For some reason I found myself wanting to use a word that I had only ever read in books and never had the opportunity to use in conversation before. That word is hillock.
Seems an ordinary enough word - Not too obscure or anything hey? It just doesn't seem to come up in conversation very much, I don't think.
Merriam webster's defines the word hillock as: a small hill.
Now for some reason, and this may be the freudian slip of the century, I have always read that word as hillCOCK. That's how I always pronounced it in my head. Not sure how that c snuck in there all the time but there we are.
Anyway, here I am going on about this hillcock that we are passing and I notice that she has this strange look on her face. Almost like she is waiting for the punch line of the joke or perhaps wondering what very interesting story could possibly be behind the small hill being given the epithet, hillcock.
Finally she inquired as to whether or not I actually meant to say hillock. It was kind of awkward as I took her question in and processed it. "Is that how you actually say that word?" I thought. "Have I been reading it wrong all along?"
After some hesitant attempts to verify that it was not a different word that she perhaps had never heard of, and a rallying sortie to suggest she perhaps reads different books than I do, I finally had to concede that yes, hillock was what I meant to say. Also, that I wasn't quite sure how I got it wrong.
Thankfully this was near the end of our drive together so it wasn't all that bad, I suppose.
Anyway, good times. Good times.
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Have you ever been so lonely....
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Posted:Jan 24, 2011 6:58 pm
Last Updated:Jul 29, 2011 1:36 pm
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.... horny and frustrated, that the old, crusty, gay guy at work's disgusting, totally inappropriate, half-assed, pseudo come ons start to sound slightly less repugnant than they sounded to you before?
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It could happen, right?
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Posted:Dec 21, 2010 7:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2011 11:25 pm
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Please bare with me here as I relate this series of highly hypothetical happenings.
So a guy could find himself inspired by the spirit of the Christmas season and wanting to buy greeting cards for all of his close friends and family, right? He might even head out to a store with the intent of purchasing such cards. Upon reaching there he could come across a package of 20 cards, each with the same beautiful picture on the front and the same, simple, innocuous greeting inside. He might even see them as an excellent, time-saving option. He may buy them and take them home; happy with his purchase and plan for spreading Christmas cheer. Blissfully unaware of the catastrophe about to befall him.
Upon arriving home he might immediately set to working on filling each card out; adding his own personal touch to the inside, signing each card and addressing each envelope. He may think that it is best to get them all done and then he can deliver them the very next day himself. He may head to bed, ignoring the never ending pile of laundry, past the sink of perpetual dirty dishes as yet still unaware of the aforementioned, impending catastrophe.
The next day he might set out on his regular work day. He could very well come across a rather attractive female friend whom he holds in high esteem and whom he happens to have a greeting card for. He may even receive a warm hug after proffering said greeting card and then hurry on his way, anxious to spread more Christmas joy.
Later in the day our stalwart purveyor of love in a 4"x6" card may happen upon another female friend whom he also holds in high esteem and whom is unbeknownst to and unfamiliar with the former female friend and vice versa. He may happen to have a card addressed to her in his pocket too and he very well might receive an equally warm hug when said card is offered as well.
He may finish his day and then head home. Anxious to lay into the aforementioned never-ending laundry and perpetual dirty dishes. Still completely unaware of the catastrophe about to befall his good cheer-spreading ass.
Upon arriving home he may notice he has 2 messages waiting for him on the telephone. He may very well listen, in ever-increasing horror to the first message. He might find out that he may have mistakenly mixed up his, friendly, hugging, soon to be in very bad graces with, female friend's cards. With great trepidation and dread, he may listen to the second message to receive confirmation that he did indeed insert the card for the other female friend into the envelope with the wrong name for each friend and his own greetings to both ladies were very personal and anything but innocuous.
He may start to pray that his two, possibly former, friends may find with the spirit of the season that they can forgive him. He might also feel a strong sense of relief that one of those damning, but really quite lovely, cards didn't go to his grandma.
It could happen to anybody, right?
Thank you for reading my little hypothetical story. In the spirit of both the season and this post Merry Christmas and best wishes to all my friends at POF.
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nothing as strange as people
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Posted:Dec 9, 2010 12:17 am
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:34 am
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So a local telecom provider has a Christmas television ad that got me thinking. The gist of it is that there is this couple (man and woman) and the woman has a cell phone/personal hand held device/ thingamajig that is vastly superior to the man's. Well that's what the announcer says anyways so it must be true.
The couple is decorating a Christmas tree and each of them is doing one side. Which is kind of silly, I think. I mean most proper Christmas trees are asymmetrical to start off with. Anyway, as the announcer finishes his spiel the couple finish and the man claims that his side is vastly superior to the woman's side. She responds by saying: "you need this don't you?" and so the charming little melodrama draws to a close.
Now, at first it seemed to me that she is just referring to the perceived Christmas tree decorating victory on the part of the man. She is pointing out that after having such a inferior cell phone/personal hand held device/thingamajig, the man needs something to make him feel better. A small victory perhaps. But now I am wondering, what if she is really referring to the entire relationship they have?
Have you ever met someone that drove you crazy? Before you know it you are drawn into a game of oneupmanship? You can't help yourself from trying to be faster, smarter or whatever? Their words or actions just get under your skin and compel you to respond?
It's interesting to me to think of what attracts me to another person. Oh sure there are the staples: intelligence, compassion, kindness, a nice set of... well you know. Anyway sometimes things that attract me to a person are things that are unattractive but strike a nerve in me I never knew I had and by doing so become sort of perversely attractive to me. There really does seem to be a very fine line between love and hate sometimes.
I've never really followed up on these feelings I had toward anyone. I often wonder though, what it would have been like if I had. How long I would have been able to stand it.
I am thinking a relationship based on oneupmanship probably wouldn't last very long. I could be wrong though. There is nothing as strange as people.
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Rant: Stormwatch 2010
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Posted:Nov 15, 2010 6:57 pm
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2011 3:07 pm
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Is anyone else tired of the news media blowing things way out of proportion? I mean I hate to seem cynical, old and jaded but since when does a forecast for 10cm of snow require a snowfall warning?
Yes people, rush out and stock up on emergency supplies. DANGER! DANGER! We're due for a humdinger of a snow storm here. Batten down the hatches and secure all lines! Repent ye sinners; the end is nigh!
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I frequently make reference to The Simpsons because I think a lot of the content of that show is so true. Did you see that episode where someone was watching television and there was a forecast for a potential "killer" storm? If not it went something like this:
Meteorologist: "well folks were tracking a dangerous system heading into the area it looks like things could get pretty grim as this killer storm moves in."
Anchor: "Has this storm actually killed anyone?"
Meteorologist: "well no, no; not killed anyone, but the potential is definitely there."
Well, I thought it was funny.
Anyway, I just think it's kind of disgusting how, for the sake of television ratings, and advertising revenue I would think, the news media in general has transformed from an informative, insightful medium, into a melodramatic, overblown, hyped up steroid-popping mega machine of misinformation and I wanted to rant about it.
Peace and good.
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I got me a blog...
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Posted:Nov 8, 2010 7:18 pm
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2012 6:13 pm
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Gonna type some stuff on it.
So a couple of months ago I broke down and bought me a web cam. Nothing too fancy, thank you very much. I stayed away from the whole HD thing. Though now I am curious if I would have looked as scary as I think I would in high definition. 
Anyway, so I get home all excited and filled with delusions of grandeur; now I will have women crawling all over me and I'll be able to get my rocks off in style! Now I will be able to experience a whole new level of cyber sex! I was very excited as I took out my web cam and set it all up. It turns out that I don't look too bad on it either. Even if I do say so myself. My hopes and aspirations were soon dashed however, once I found out how many other men there are on this web site with web cams. Once again, I am one of a million. There are 54 women broadcasting publicly on web cam right now vs. 1063 men. Just to highlight my hope dashing realization of my own obscurity.
Anyway I logged on to the site and started up instant messenger. With butterflies in my stomach I clicked on the little camera icon and started to broadcast. With increasingly fluttering butterflies I clicked on the broadcast publicly button. The world was my oyster.
I don't even like oysters!
Nothing happened for a few minutes and I started to wonder if anything was going to. All of the sudden, I had my first viewer. It was a man. "Hmmmmm, ok" I thought. Someone is watching me anyway. Then a page came through. My first ever page! From the same man asking if I wanted to meet him at a movie theater for some mutual j/o and possibly oral.
While finding that idea a little repulsive, I was more concerned that this is not what was supposed to be happening to my new broadcasting bad ass self. Where are all the wimin?? I asked myself. A second man started watching. Another page followed - My second page ever!! He asked me if I wanted a blow job. I was confused as well as repulsed. I still had not figured out where all the ladies were.
A third man joined in the viewer pane. "Just how bi-curious are you?" he asked in my third page ever. "Apparently not enough" I thought to myself. Not bi curious enough to be remotely interested in meeting a man that's a complete stranger for mutual j/o or a blow job.
I accepted the third page and started to chat. He asked about my experience with men and we shared some stories and chatted for a bit. He asked me to get up and show him "the goods". I was turned on at this point and very excited so I found myself complying. He seemed genuinely impressed and had some nice compliments. "This is more like it," I thought to myself. I was not looking for a man to cyber with but I found myself having an exhibitionist side which I had no idea was there.
Then he asked for my phone number so he could call me up.
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New exhibitionist side or not, that was way outside my comfort zone!
I made some excuse and ended the chat. I stopped my broadcast and sat and thought for a little while. What went wrong? Why is this not working like it was supposed to? Where were all the wimin??!
I decided to check out a chat room instead. I entered the web cam fun room to see if I could find someone to chat with and hopefully c2c with.
The room was a little busy. I watched people coming and going for a little bit and then typed out "hello room" ...
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I swear, you could actually hear crickets! No one responded. Not one person. No one was chatting at all but plenty of people were coming and going. All of the sudden "WATCH A YOUNG STUD JACK OFF ON CAM! HELP ME GET OFF!" flashed across the screen. I sat their and gaped at the screen for a little while thinking "I that what I have to do?" and "I wonder if that actually works for him?" Disillusioned and a little disappointed that my web cam broadcasting didn't have women crawling all over me, I logged off and went to find some porn.
Cool story, huh?
Le sigh 
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Random
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Posted:Sep 30, 2010 7:32 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:36 am
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From time to time, as I exist in this world, drifting from sleep to some kind of semi-awake, not necessarily lucid state, a thought will bubble up from my subconscious mind and burst into consciousness like some kind of completely random astral phenomenon; burning bright and clear for a few seconds then fading again into blackness. The following is one such thought.
An ode to Fish sticks
Oh small,crunchy, rectangular snack
full of bits of fish.
As I hold you in my hand
I sit and contemplate how much you taste like cardboard
I cannot help but wonder
in my land-locked location
could I possibly be any further from the sea?
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Inside jokes
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Posted:Sep 13, 2010 8:06 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:36 am
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Don't you just love inside jokes? Or In-jokes? Particularly if it is shared between yourself and only one other person? It's like you have a little secret that you only share with each other. Sure you can tell others, just as I am about to, but it is never as funny when you do. Also, within the constraints of the internets and all this will be even less funny that it would be in person. I'll tell it anyways though.
About a year ago the cleaning lady at my work stopped outside my office to pick up my garbage. She is very sexy and I really like her; dark skin, large breasts and a nice little butt. I will never tell her that I like her though, at least not right out, as she is married with two . Anyway, I digress and that's another story.
On this fateful day last year she stopped outside my office. I looked up from my work and she seemed a bit embarrassed or something. I had only recently started my job and I didn't know her very well. She stated that she wanted my garbage. I responded in my own little way by saying that I had been waiting all my life to hear a woman say that to me and we both started laughing and laughing. Uncontrollable, good, healthy laughter. To this day she stops in once a week to take away my garbage and even if she doesn't say anything she always has a little secret smile to share with me.
Anyone have any inside or in-jokes they want to share?
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Do you believe in love at first sight?
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Posted:Aug 26, 2010 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:37 am
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Or should I walk by again?
hehe
Seriously though; do you?
Have you ever met someone, and with that meeting, you realized that whatever else happened to you, from now until the day you die, everything was going to be alright?
No matter what life throws your way, or how much you are shit upon, you know, without a shadow of a doubt: it will be ok.
Just curious.
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I only have eyes for you...
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Posted:Aug 16, 2010 10:46 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:37 am
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Today I was riding along on my motorbike, dodgin' cars and eatin' bugs, when, as I made a turn, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a group of 3 teenage girls on the sidewalk ahead. It was simply a glimpse but long enough to notice that one of them had on what appeared to be a pair of thigh high boots and either a very short skirt or short shorts. The contrast of the black boots and white skin leapt out at me and piqued my interest so somewhere between accelerating, switching gears, watching my speed and checking the traffic around me, I thought I'd take a second look.
As I approached them, I looked over and, much to my chagrin, one of the other girls, who was rather large and wearing some kind of teal, sleeveless type of muumuu, turned to look at me and completely blocked my view of her thigh high boot clad friend. As I was passing, our eyes met and I'm not sure if I made a face or not but after I went by I kind of chuckled and the song "I only have eyes for you" suddenly entered my mind.
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